YAMITORA (K. Bakugo x reader)

suspended 🍋

Please read the a/n at the end of this chapter xx

He lets go of me once we get into the kitchen.

I look around at the mess all over the walls and floor, stopping when my eyes meet Katsukis body. I slap my hand over my mouth to hold in my laugh, failing miserably and letting out the most wheezy laugh

"The hell you laughing at?!" He asks, looking around to find out what it is

"Are- Pfff! Are those a little tight?" I laugh as I look at underwear made skin tight from the water

He looks down at himself and instantly covers his crotch, looking up at me with a pissed face "Its not my fault!!" He yells, clearly embarrassed

"No need to be so embarrassed, you look hot" I say, getting closer to him and resting my arms over his shoulders

"We're going to my room"

He pushes me off him and grabs my hand before dragging me up to his room.

Once we get to his room, he practically kicks the door open and pulls me inside, quickly shutting the door behind me

"Here" He passes me the bra I left in his room the last time I was in it, hinting for me to put it on

I take it from him and drop it onto the floor before taking off the shorts he had put on me and dropping them on top of my bra

"I think ill just stay like this" I confidently say, going and laying down on his bed

He looks at me as I lay down, moving his hands down his body and covering himself again "Fucking dumbass! Put some clothes on!"

His cheeks flush a light pink as he looks away from me, still keeping his crotch covered

"What's the matter, Kat? You flustered?" I tease, lifting up my hips to take off my sweats and throwing them at him

"Fuck" He whispers under his breath, not bothering to take his eyes off me this time

I get up from his bed, now only in my panties. I walk over to him and pull his arms away from him to reveal his hard on. He puts his hands on my hips and looks down at me with a still pissed off expression. I press my lower body up against his as he does the same, letting out a pent up breath from the friction

"Fuck me if I'm right but I think you're a little hard" I teasingly say, putting my arms back over his shoulders

"You really piss me off some times, Moggy"

He leans down and starts kissing me, not waiting long before pushing his tongue inside my mouth and taking control of me

The kiss goes on for a short while before we both start getting too needy for each other, needing more than just this

He pulls away from the kiss, looking down at me flustered and out of breath "I want to try something" He says

I get exited just at the statement, my mind going crazy over what it could be "Go ahead" I tell him, not caring about what it is

He walks over to his punching bag suspended from the ceiling, grabbing it and taking it off the hook it hung from. He puts it down before going to where he keeps his gauntlet tools, pulling out a long piece of red rope

He stands me under the hook and takes both of my wrists into his free hand

"Tell me to stop if it gets too much, okay?"

I nod my head in response, to excited to speak

He raises my hands above my head and ties my wrists together before putting the other end of the rope in the hook on the ceiling. He pulls on the rope until my arms were straight above my head, looking down at me to make sure I'm okay before securing the rope with a tight knot.